NOVGO.NET Chapter 388 - 343: Healing
Chapter 388: Chapter 343: Healing
Boom, boom, boom——
Relentless thunderclaps exploded above the wilderness, dark purple celestial thunder densely falling like a torrential downpour, each bolt precisely locking onto its target.
Sheets of demons vaporized instantly in the thunderlight; Tier Two and Tier Three Little Flame Demons turned to ash without even a chance to scream, and the Tier Four Red Flame Demon struggled desperately but was utterly annihilated by the subsequent second celestial thunder.
On the unseen system panel, evolution points climbed at a frantic pace, and talent light spheres quietly rose from demon corpses, only to be swiftly discarded into the talent recycling station by Qin Tian—these low-tier talents were useless to him.
The 1000% extra damage of Celestial Punishment Divine Thunder against demons seemed tailored for this massacre.
The team mainly composed of low-level demons in front had no resistance at all, and even the occasional Tier Five demon couldn’t withstand more than three celestial thunders under Qin Tian’s “special care.” The violent currents slipped into their bodies through the scales’ gaps, destroying all life instantly.
Suspended in the thunderclouds, Qin Tian watched the battlefield below swiftly clearing out, a trace of regret flashing through his mind.
Initially, he only had time to master the Bronze Level thunder skill “Celestial Thunder Fall” and ultimately couldn’t completely unleash the power of Celestial Punishment Divine Thunder.
If at this moment he held a Silver Level thunder skill, relying on Celestial Punishment Divine Thunder’s innate suppression of demons, plus the percentage damage from the Thunder Seal, he had confidence to contend with Tier Six demons solely through thunder magic.
Crack——
The last celestial thunder struck, turning the final escaping Fire Salamander into charcoal. Qin Tian dispelled the surrounding lightning, and with the retreat of the dark clouds, he descended with the gradually sinking airflow, his military boots making a light sound as they landed on the red soil.
“Mission accomplished.”
A faint smile appeared on Qin Tian’s face, as though the feat of eradicating thousands of demons was merely equivalent to dusting off the bit of volcanic ash on his shoulder.
Looking at the figure gracefully landing after being bathed in lightning, the apocalyptic scene from earlier formed an eerie contrast with the calm on Qin Tian’s body at this moment. Xia Qi and others exchanged glances, seemingly letting go of a heavy burden all at once, their tense nerves relaxing. They realized that the Xingyuan Battle Group had finally welcomed a reliable strong ally.
…
Inside the Xingyuan Battle Group’s tent, volcanic ash was whipped by the wind against the canvas, emitting a subtle sound.
“Captain Qin, please have a seat.” Xia Qi personally stepped forward to pull open a wooden stool, the calluses on his palm brushing against its rough surface, his face showing a smile that couldn’t help but convey amazement,
“Your display earlier truly opened our eyes. I’ve served in the military for many years, encountered numerous Thunder Element Spiritualists, but never witnessed such domineering celestial thunder—it seems born for demon slaying.”
Just as his words fell, Zhou Ming nodded heavily beside him: “The captain is right. Thunder Skill inherently restrains dark creatures, but Captain Qin’s thunder…”
He smacked his lips, apparently finding no fitting words to describe it, finally squeezing out, “Unreasonably domineering!”
Lin Rui also nodded, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the hilt of his long knife: “The defense of Tier Five demons is quite astonishing; ordinary Thunder Skill at most chars a piece. But those Tier Five demons earlier, after two or three celestial thunders, were reduced to flying ash, their souls scattered. Such power, not many Tier Six Thunder Element Spiritualists can achieve.”
The others nodded in agreement, the point being Captain Qin is only at Tier Five… if he breaks through to Tier Six, what would be the power of his Thunder Skill?
As Qin Tian took his seat, the wooden stool emitted a slight creak. He looked at the shock in everyone’s eyes, smiling lightly: “It’s just appropriate suppression.”
“Captain Qin is being modest.” Xia Qi waved his hand, the smile in his eyes deepening, “After witnessing your capabilities, I’m filled with confidence about the upcoming joint defense. How about we discuss the joint defense plan in detail now?”
“No problem.” Qin Tian nodded in agreement.
“Cough… cough cough!”
Just then, a violent coughing suddenly erupted inside the tent, like a broken bellows being abruptly tugged.
Following the sound, they saw Chang Sheng hunched over, tightly covering his mouth, with painful moans escaping through his fingers. When he reluctantly lowered his hand, the sight of dark red blood in his palm caught everyone’s eyes—it was blood coughing.
“An old injury acting up, it’s no big deal.” Chang Sheng forced a hand wave, his face paper-pale, fine sweat beading on his forehead, “You all continue, don’t mind me.”
“Saying it’s nothing?” Xia Qi’s brow furrowed into a knot, his tone carrying indisputable severity, “The regiment’s healing medicine has long run out, and the demonic qi corroding your wound can’t even be cleansed by Wood Spiritual Energy users. You must not step onto the battlefield again in the meantime, or this injury could literally drag you down!”
“I’m really fine…” Chang Sheng attempted stubbornness but was interrupted by Zhou Ming’s stern voice: “Don’t you know your condition yourself? The fire poison has invaded your organs; if you keep forcing it, once the fire poison spreads throughout the body, not even gods can save you!”
“I…” Chang Sheng wanted to argue when a calm voice suddenly interrupted.
“Leave it to me, I happen to know some healing techniques.”
What?
Everyone turned in unison, eyes full of disbelief. Qin Tian, who just showcased overwhelmingly dominant Thunder Skill, was evidently a top-tier Thunder Element Spiritualist, how could he understand healing arts?
This leap was too enormous.
Without much explanation, Qin Tian gently raised his right hand. Instantly, a gentle green light flowed from his palm, cascading over Chang Sheng like an early spring stream.
Chang Sheng’s entire body shook, feeling a warmth infiltrate through his pores into his body, transforming into countless streams traveling through his limbs and bones. The burning pain from his left shoulder’s wound vanished, replaced by a tingling itch, as though countless tiny hands were softly smoothing out the damaged tendons and bones.
More miraculous was how the fire poison entrenched in his organs seemed to meet its nemesis, dissolving and retreating at a visibly noticeable speed.
Within seconds, Chang Sheng straightened his back abruptly, his pallor replaced by color, even the red filaments in his eyes diminished significantly.
He moved his shoulder; his left shoulder, formerly strained even to lift an arm, could freely rotate now without any stiffness.
“This… it’s healed?” Chang Sheng widened his eyes, touching his shoulder as if dreaming.
Inside the tent, everyone watched in wide-eyed astonishment.
Xia Qi instinctively stepped half a step forward, observing Chang Sheng’s transformed state, then glancing at the lingering green light in Qin Tian’s palm, his Adam’s apple rolling forcefully.
On the battlefield, he’s the Thunder Skill king who can summon celestial punishment and destroy heaven and earth; off the battlefield, he turns into a divine healer curing severe injuries with a wave of the hand.
Spatial teleportation can cross seventy kilometers of barriers, the Rune Sniper Rifle can remotely headshot Tier Six demons, celestial punishment divine thunder can annihilate demonic tides in sheets, green light healing can instantly clear fire poison…
Since Qin Tian’s arrival mere hours ago, the abilities he revealed were each more astonishing than the last, every one sufficient to make people stand in awe.
Xia Qi took a deep breath, suddenly feeling that the division sending Qin Tian to the Broken Blade Defense Line might be the luckiest event in this war.